Whatever..
Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little 
bit
Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it 
Just shut up and listen, 
aiyyo..

I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
Of this 
weed it gives me the s**t needed to be
The most meanest MC on this -- on this 
Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And 
just blurt this berserk and bizarre s**t that works
And it sells and it helps 
in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensin these sentences
Gettin 
this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest
And I rest again 
peacefully (peacefully)..
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me 
alone, when you freaks see me out 
In the streets when I'm eatin or feedin my 
daughter
To not come and speak to me (speak to me)..
I don't know you and 
no, 
I don't owe you a mo-therf**k-in thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not 
what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you 
tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty)..
No patience is in me and if you 
offend me 
I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air 
I 
don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer, file 
you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired 
of all you (of all you)..
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is 
just me

Chorus :
(And/Cause) I am, whatever you say I am
If I 
wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I 
am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I 
wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I 
don't know it's just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father, I 
hate to be bothered
with all of this nonsense it's constant
And, "Oh, it's 
his lyrical content
The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten 
responses"
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the 
media immediately
Points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one 
back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the 
one you put up
When you don't give a f**k, when you won't just put up
With 
the bulls**t they pull, cause they full of s**t too
When a dude's gettin 
bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. 
and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at
Middle 
America, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper class 
ci-ty
Havin this happenin (this happenin)..
Then attack Eminem cause I rap 
this way (rap this way)..
But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I 
need for the fire
To burn and it's burnin and I have 
returned

[Chorus]

I'm so sick and tired of bein admired
That I 
wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label and stop 
with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.."
And 
pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation
To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll 
stations
And I just do not got the patience (got the patience)..
To deal 
with these cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigger who just tries to be 
black cause I talk 
With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep 
askin 
The same f**kin questions (f**kin questions)..
What school did I go 
to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when, the where, and the 
how
'Til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out
Cause they drivin me 
crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it 
I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and 
I sit
And I'm thankful for ev-ery fan that I get
But I can't take a S**T, 
in the bathroom
Without someone standin by it
No I won't sign your 
autograph
You can call me an a**hole I'm glad

[Chorus]